Her boss sends her to Boston to uncover Larkin [Taran Killam], an elusive drug lord to earn that promotion.

In course of time while on the hunt, Sara’s path crosses that of Shannon Mullins’ [Melissa McCarthy], a brash but equally skilled cop. The mind-body-and-methods mismatch cops have to find their way through the Larkin-hunt-mission, using by-the-book philosophy of one and something-that-the-cat-brought-in freaky style of the other.

Eventually the two girls drown their differences beer-guzzling and bond over to nab the elusive drug lord.

Director Paul Feig dents, by bringing these two differently sexy girls, a traditional male bastion and by making them carry on their work not only with devotion-precision-efficiency but also as a fun filled riot, almost putting, as it were, life and agility in a sort of glassy-eyed-dead fish of a job especially in the scene when the two buddies get drunk at the bar.

McCarthy’s acting to the accompaniment of stingy one-liners is simply superb, her body broadness more so, especially when it contrasts with Sandra’s svelte charm, like coming to know that Sandra was once married, McCarthy wants to know if the man had hearing deficiency or when she retorts in the devil-may-care style, to the boss summons conveyed to her that she would meet him at “fuck-yourself-o’clock”!

With individual sketches interwoven in the film acting as so many smiley buttons en route the Larkin Hunt, the movie scores on the terrific performance of the awesome-twosome.